DESTINATIONS - From There To Here and Here To There
One Perspective
What can I say now?
The hands on my clock
Spin faster than usual
So it seems
Nearing the finish line
In the collective moments of Space and Time
Called seconds, minutes, hours, years
Decades
Of Life
My Life.
I shall live them
In the present
In the Presence
For to tarry
And to not
Would be such a waste
Since even these words
Like the flesh of my very Being
Are aging.